Biography of Wandering Scarlet
I am just one small child, lost in a world way over is head. my reaction to this large world in which i slowly learn more and more about is my poetry. And so with each poem i express a new experience or discovery of this world creatively, and then pass it to you to discover for yourself
Wandering Scarlet's Works:
none, but i hope to do so!
Wandering Scarlet Poems
Everyone's dream Everyone wants it Few people have it Everyone likes to be around it
It dwells within my spirit, body and mind devouring my soul and spirit, it leaves nothing behind
The drug of mankind that which numbs the soul to fulfillment and peace As gas as ethereal as the gods yet is destructive to the earth and trees It spreads in every form, word of mouth to contact with flesh and disease
The Shoes Of The Forgotten
I am not the same as the rest, I am not always accepted or liked, People look at me as though I were not human,
Did You Say...
did you say you love me? did i hear you correctly? why haven't i noticed before?
My love is free, But nobody wants it My love is generous, But nobody accepts
burns through my flesh burns through my soul this black acid will infest my insides
Running From Death
no... not now this cant be happening to me its chasing me
A Soup Of Friends
sit with me my dear friend my worst enemy mix me mix you
Down, down, down There is no end, It is an elevator that won’t rise, As it gets hotter,
Why Is She Afriad?
she is so afraid, afraid of pain, afraid of joy, she hides behind her walls,
When i am not distracted by life, the distractions we know as joy, happiness, distractions from reality, distractions, from pain, and emptiness.
My Last Breath
I feel angry I feel sad I feel sorry I feel mad
I Feel, We Feel
I am happy when I am sad, I am sorry when I’m glad I am satisfied when I’m mad Like a diamond I am unbreakable
I Feel, We Feel
I am happy when I am sad,
I am sorry when I’m glad
I am satisfied when I’m mad
Like a diamond I am unbreakable
Like rubber I am weak
I’m a double sided coin
The perfection of imperfection
I am who we are